The Sunday Muse #181
Many times
Life gets pawned
In those unseen
Vulnerable moments.
It is never perfect
Sudden deadend
Crinkle the spirit
And the decisions
Pave the path to
Undeniable consequences.
How can one deny
And not accept
The unpredictable choices?
A fascinating poetic use of the word 'pawned.' Cheers.
ReplyDeleteThought provoking and tightly written. Great!
ReplyDeleteA powerful poem for the image Sunita! I love the question and deep thoughts brought forward here! Wonderful writing!
ReplyDeleteThat's hard to swallow when a;l the choices are in the past and the game is over!
ReplyDelete'Life gets pawned' - doesn't it just. Lovely write.
ReplyDeleteHow can one deny
ReplyDeleteAnd not accept
The unpredictable choices?
Great close Sunita! Too many possibilities that impact hard on the minds. Thinking has to be one step ahead all the time!
Hank
We all eat our choices. We must hope they can nourish us Sunita,!
ReplyDeleteCome play chess with me Sunita!
ReplyDeleteThis is a haunting take--love the way the simple choices shift into unstable chances and then swallow the game whole.
ReplyDeleteWell said. I really like your closing lines.
ReplyDeleteWell written. I like your use of "pawn".
ReplyDeleteGotta swim in the flow. No drowning now.
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
Great play on "pawned"!!!
ReplyDeleteWell done! You even got a 'pawn' reference in there.
ReplyDeleteSounds like chaos, and the pawn had better pay attention. Interesting spin on the image.
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